I finally finished the epilogue, yay! Okay first off, I am doped up on Benadryl so this Author's note may or may not make sense.

Thank you all for reading my story. I have really enjoyed writing it. A special thank you to those that reviewed, story alerted, favorited this story. And thanks to those that have add me to your favorite authors and author alerted me as well.

As far as new stories go I have no idea if I will write another story because as of now I have no good story lines that are sticking. I may or may not write more one shots.

Thank you to the people that have been my betas at one point or another – Becca, Sparks, and Houston.

With that said, I hope you enjoy.

"What did you want to talk about?" I say coldly.

She sits next to me on the bed. "I-I I'm sorry."

I laugh bitterly. "What exactly are you sorry for? Are you sorry for just running out of my house without saying goodbye? Are you sorry for ignoring me for a week? Or are you sorry for just standing there while you bitchy friend insults me? Which one exactly are you sorry for?" I say angrily.

"All of them. I promise that if you give me a minute to explain, you will understand why I did all of those things. At least I hope you will." She says sadly.

"I'm not sure if I want to hear what you have to say Ashley." I say and get up to leave. She grabs my arm and turns me around quickly. "I sai-" I get cut off by her lips on mine.

I am so shocked that I don't do anything at first. Then I thought, Ashley is fucking kissing me why am I not kissing her back? I start moving my lips along with hers and she moans. I swear my legs almost gave out on me when I heard her moan. Now this is really turning me on.

I'm feeling everything I wanted to feel when I kissed Kendra. The warmth, sparks, tingles, butterflies, everything was right here in Ashley's kiss.

Then I remember that she's with Aiden and I am still mad at her. As much as I hate to do it, I push her back.

I instantly miss her lips on mine, but we need to talk.

"W-why did you do that?" I manage to get out. "You're with Aiden and you ignored me for a week. Why?" I look at her, pleading with her to answer me because I am really confused.

"Spencer I need to tell you something and I am not sure how you will react." She says taking a step back.

"What could be so important that it makes you want to kiss me? What makes you want to cheat on your boyfriend? What makes you look the other way when your friends attack me? What could be so damn important that you ignore me for a fucking week?" I yell at her.

"You want to know what made me do all of that?" She yells back.

"Yes please enlighten me because right now, I have no fucking idea!"

"I'm Gayle! The girl you have been talking to online, is me! There I said it! Are you happy now?" She screams and I open my mouth to yell again but close it again when her words register in my head. What did she just say?

I wipe the tear from my eye and close the book. I look out into the audience as they clap enthusiastically. I look out in the crowd and send them a friendly smile. My smile fades when I realize that she isn't here. It's not like I was expecting her to be here anyway.

"Thank you for coming out today. I am really happy that this book was finally published. I have worked really hard on it and I hope that you all enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it." I look over to the side and signal to my publicist that I am done. Kendra walks over and I move away from the microphone.

The last time I stood in front of a microphone and spoke in front of a large group of people was when I recited that poem to Ashley at Java. To this day, that night was one of the best nights of my life. I get so lost in the memory that I didn't hear Kendra talking to the crowd.

She walks over to me and moves me towards a table that's filled with copies of my book.

"All you have to do is sign some books and pose for a few pictures and then we can leave." Kendra says and I take my seat at the table. I pick up a marker and get ready to write.

"Hi" I look up at the first person in line. She looks like she is about seventeen years old. She silently slides her book on the table.

"Hi" She whispers so low I barely heard her.

"And who am I making this out to?" I give her a smile in hopes that it loosens her up a little.

"Emily" She says again in a whisper. I start writing a little message on the first page of the book. "Um Ms. Carlin?"

"You can call me Spencer, Ms. Carlin makes me sound old." I laugh.

She laughs nervously. "Ok Spencer, do you have any advice on coming out to your parents?" I'm a little shocked by the question but it's expected.

"As you read in the book, I didn't really have a choice. I was kind of caught making out with my girlfriend." I smile sheepishly and Emily smiles and nods. "But I was able to come out to my dad because we had a close relationship and I knew that he would love me either way. My mom on the other hand wasn't so pleasant, but she eventually came around." She seemed a little relieved but still a little hesitant. "Trust me, Emily you will know when the time is right. But remember that you only get one chance."

"Thank you Spencer." I write an extra message and told her to email me from my fan website whenever she needs to.

After what feels like hundreds of books, my hand starts to hurt.

"Can I take a break?" I massage my hand as I look towards Kendra waiting for my answer.

"There are only about five people left and then we can go." She gives me a thumbs up and I roll my eyes at her. Five more people my ass.

I start a countdown in my head and I'm sure my smiles look even more forced than before. When I get to one I let out a sigh of relief and stand up.

I turn to Kendra and just as I go to speak I hear someone slam their book on the table. She said five more, not six. I know I'm being bitchy but my damn hand hurts.

"Do you have time for just one more?" I hear a voice say from behind me.

"She just needs a little break and then she can sign your book." Kendra says for me and I give her a thankful smile.

"Would you do it now for Gayle?" I whip me head around as fast as I could as soon as I heard him say Gayle.


"I said is this book on sale?" Now I'm starting to hear things, I've been here way too long.

I quickly sign his book and slightly shove it in his direction. "It's free for you." I turn to Kendra. "Can we please leave now? I want to get home."

"Yep let's go." She replies and I breathe a sigh of relief. After saying our goodbyes to the store owner, we quickly make our way to the car out front. The driver is already there holding the door open for us.

"Thanks Charles." I slide into the back seat and Kendra slides in next to me.

"Ok so you have two hours at home then you have to be at the gallery at 5." Kendra informs me as she looks through her phone. She's always on top of things, which is why she is my publicist/personal assistant.

"Only two hours?" I ask incredulously. "That's not nearly enough to spend with her."

"I know but you agreed to go to gallery opening a long time ago." She reminds me.

"I know, I know. I just miss her." I lean my head against the window.

When we pull up to the house, a big smile spreads across my face. As soon as Charles stops the car, I run out of the car and race to the door. I unlock the front door as fast as I could.

"Hey Spencer how was the book reading?"

"It was good. My hand is still sore from signing so many books, but it was fun." I smile. "Where is she?"

"She's with your mom upstairs." I give my dad a kiss on the cheek and race upstairs to my old bedroom.

I open the door and see them sitting on the bed watching SpongeBob, I've taught her well. I love witnessing moments like this.

"Mommy!" Her brown locks bounce up and down as she runs to me as fast as her little legs can take her.

I pick her up and squeeze her tightly against me.

"I've missed you so much!" I kiss her all over her face and she giggles. "Hey mom, thanks for watching Sophia for me." I smile at my mother.

"It was no problem at all. I wish she were here more often." My mom gets up off of the bed, walks towards me and kisses me on my forehead before wiping off the smeared lipstick.

She has done that every time she saw me for the past ten years. I think she still feels guilty for the way she treated me when she first found out that I was a lesbian. She left for a week before she came back apologizing profusely and begging to have her family back. It took a while to let her back in but she's my mother and as much as I hated to admit, I wanted her in my life.

"It's still ok if she stays here while I go to the gallery, right?" I follow her out of the room and downstairs.

"No problem Spence, what time will you be back?"

"I think it's over at eight or nine, so I should be back no later than ten."

"Ok Sophia will be passed out by then so it's not a problem."

"Thanks mom."

"Kenna!" Sophia wiggles out of my arms so that she can get down and run to Kendra who was sitting on the couch talking to my dad. At the tender age of two, Sophia's pronunciation is clearly not the greatest.

I take a seat on the other couch next to my mom and watch them interact with each other. I'm glad Sophia likes Kendra because she has been a big part in her life.

After a few minutes after playing with Kendra, Sophia comes back to me and sits herself on my lap. I haven't been able to spend much time with her since I've finished the book and had it published. I hate it, but soon the hype will die down and I'll be able to spend a lot more time at home with her.

"Momma?" Sophia points at something across the room. I take a closer look and notice that it's a picture from me and Ashley's wedding. I didn't know that that was still there.

"Yes baby girl, that's Momma." I whisper to her although every other person in the room is paying attention to us.

"Momma." She pats the seat next to me.

"No Sophia, Momma isn't here." She looks up at me with those big blue eyes which are starting to fill with sadness.

"No Momma?" I can feel my own tears starting to build up.

"Sophia how about we get a snack from the kitchen?" My mom says and takes Sophia from my lap and I send her a thankful smile. I need a little air.

"Cookies?" Sophia squeals and I giggle. She loves Oreos.

I get up from my seat and make my way to the door. As I open it, a nice breeze hits my face and I sigh. I miss Ashley so much and I hate that she's not here right now.

Looking at that wedding picture reminded me of my life with Ashley.

During high school, I was recruited to play basketball at the University of Southern California. Ashley wanted to follow me there but the University of California Los Angeles had a better music program. Ashley wanted to study music and business because she had high hopes of owning her own record label one day.

I convinced her to go to UCLA instead of following me to USC. We were only going to be about a half hour apart. She said she'd go to UCLA on one condition, if we get an apartment together. I gave in and we found an apartment that was in between both of the colleges.

I knew that I wouldn't play basketball for the rest of my life and I had a passion for writing so at USC I majored in creative writing and journalism while I played basketball.

"Hey, are you ok?" I turn to see that Kendra followed me outside.

Kendra played basketball at USC with me and majored in Mass Communications. Ivy went to UCLA with Ashley and majored in Dance.

I didn't realize I was crying until she wiped away a few of my tears. "Hey no crying. You have to be strong for that little girl in there." She points to the door and I nod silently.

I know I have to be strong for her, it's just so hard. I didn't think her being gone would hurt so much.

After college, I got a job at the L.A. Times and Ashley worked at her Dad's record label. Kendra also worked at Ashley's dad's record label representing some of the artists. She offered to work for me once I told her about my book and I was glad to have someone I trusted to work for me. Ivy was able get a dance teacher job at a dance studio.

I walk back in the house and find Sophia in the kitchen. After her snack, she pulled me upstairs to play with some of her toys.

A year after college, I proposed to Ashley. Some people thought it was too soon but we had been together for five years and I knew she was it for me. I thought the best day of my life was when we finally said I do.

I was wrong. The best day of my life was when Sophia was born. During this time, I was still working at the L.A. Times. I had my own advice column with a loyal set of readers. Ashley was moving up in her dad's company, but was making plans for her own record label.

"Spencer it's time to go." Kendra says from the door.

"Bye Kenna!" Sophia squeals as she run towards her. Kids have so much energy.

"Bye sweetie." She hugs her and kisses her forehead. "I'll be in the car." She says looking at me and I nod at her.

I stand up and Sophia walks back over to me.

"Mommy, you leave?" She pouts and my heart sinks. I hate leaving her.

I got the idea for my book, soon after Sophia was born. I came over to my mom's house for a regular visit and she was redoing my room for Sophia. She came across my old book of writings and gave it to me. Ashley and I looked through it that night, and the next day I started on the book.

"Yes baby girl, mommy has to leave now." I pick her up in my arms and she buries her face in my neck. Don't cry Spencer, don't do it. "But I'll be back to take you home later."

"Ok Mommy." She kisses my cheek and buries her face in my neck again. I love this girl so much.

I walk down the stairs with Sophia attached to me. My dad had to distract Sophia when I finally walked out of the door. I really hate leaving her.

"I just sent a text to Chelsea telling her that we are on our way." Kendra tells me once I get into the car.

Chelsea and Carmen also went to UCLA because of the Fine Arts program there. It was nice having all of my friends so close to me.

"Thank you." I reply while still looking at the house as we pull off. "Have you heard from Ivy yet?"

"Yes, she's already there." I nod. "And please don't try anything this time." Kendra adds.

"I have no idea what you are talking about." I say innocently and she just gives me that 'are you fucking kidding me look.' "Ok fine, but I just want you to be happy. You two belong together."

"I'm fine. Did I ever tell you that I wasn't happy?" Kendra focuses her full attention on me. I guess I hit a nerve or something.

"No, but the last time I saw you truly happy was when you were with her." I shrug and take out my phone to check for any missed messages. "Every time you date someone new, you break up with them for some ridiculous reason or another."

I'm not surprised when I only find emails from fans and my publishing company, none from Ashley, unfortunately. I know I shouldn't expect any but I can't help it.

"Spencer that was ten years ago, we were in high school for God's sake!" Kendra exclaims. "Things change, people change." She nearly whispers. I exit the email and stare at my background picture of me, Sophia, and Ashley. It was taken the night before she left.

"But sometimes feelings stay the same." I say still looking at my phone. Kendra opens her mouth to say something before closing it and turning to look out of the window.

I spend the rest of the car ride going through my phone looking at old pictures and text messages from Ashley.

"We're here" Just as Kendra says that, the door opens and I slide out of the car.

"Spencer!" I put the phone in my pocket just in time to see Chelsea walking towards me. I am soon wrapped in a hug. "Thank you for coming!" She nearly yells into my ear.

"Are you kidding? I wouldn't dream of missing this." I pull out of the hug and look around the art gallery. There are amazing paintings and drawings spread out on the walls and nice sculptures in the center of the room. "Chelsea this place looks amazing."

"Thank you! Carmen and I spent weeks just trying to come up with a design that fit our tastes." She then starts looking around the gallery. "Speaking of Carmen, she's around here somewhere." Chelsea takes off to greet Kendra and some other guests.

I walk around the gallery and start looking at the some of the art pieces. I get to one that makes me stop and laugh. It's a painting of a person that half man and half woman. This is the painting that I thought Chelsea would be working on the day that I caught her and Carmen making out for the first time.

"What's so funny about the painting?" I hear a voice say from behind me. I turn around and see Carmen with her arms folded over her chest.

"I was just thinking about the time I caught you and Chelsea making out in the art room." I struggle through giggles.

"Ahh the good ol' days." She says looking off into space. "If you would not have rudely interrupted, I would have probably gotten to second base." She sticks her tongue out at me and I roll my eyes.

"Well I'm glad I interrupted when I did then" She shakes her head and we laugh.

"Come here" And in a second I'm in her arms. "I've missed you!"

"I've missed you too. The past few months have been crazy for all of us but everything we've ever dreamed of is coming true."

"Spencer Carlin, is that you?" The only person I know with that strong southern accent that would be here in L.A. is Ivy.

"Ivy oh my gosh, it's been so long!" And she becomes the third person that I hug in less than an hour. It's like a little reunion right now. "How was touring with Beyoncé?"

"It was amazing! I love watching them perform my moves in front of thousands of people each night."

"I'm glad you had fun, but I'm really happy that you're back. How long are you back for?" We each take a drink off of the trays from one of the servers who are walking around.

"I don't know. I've been touring around for years with different artists. I hate constantly being on the move. I like being able to come back home to a girlfriend and being able to wake up to someone in the morning, ya know?" As she says this, I notice that her eyes seem to have found Kendra in the crowd.

"Then go tell her that. I'm not the one that can help you with that." I tell Ivy.

"She doesn't want me anymore, not after what I've put her through over the years." I just look at her and back at Kendra who is trying her hardest not to look over here. "I mean every time I would come back we'd get back together and then I'd leave again. I've hurt her so much already."

"Just go talk to her, you will never know what will happen if you don't." I slightly push her in Kendra's direction.

"Playing match maker again?" I turn around and see two of the last people I expect to see.

"Glen? Aiden? What are you two doing here? I thought you wouldn't be able to make it." I give them each a hug and a kiss on the cheek. They're supposed to be in Santa Monica because they were fixing up their house.

"We weren't going to come but the contractors had to reschedule so we thought we'd show up." Glen says. He has grown up a lot over the years. "How's my niece doing?"

"Good, I wish I could have brought her here. I hate leaving her." I take a sip of my champagne. "She misses her Uncle Gwen." I tease him. He hates that Sophia calls him Gwen because she has a hard time saying Glen. It's funny though because she can say words that have l's in it perfectly, all expect Glen.

"Ha ha very funny. Every time I see her I tell her to say Glen over and over but it always fails." He shakes his head with a smile on his face.

"Aww babe, it's not that bad." Aiden kisses Glen's cheek and I notice the pink blush that covers Glen's face.

Glen scoffs. "You're only saying that because she calls you Den Den, which is not as bad as Gwen." He pouts.

"I should record this so that your team can see how much of a pansy their coach really is." Glen always tries to act tough in front of his team, but he is a big softy.

"Whatever!" He stomps off into the crowd.

"Now I'm going to have to go fix that." Aiden says to me with a playful smile on his face.

"He'll get over it." I just shrug and take another sip of my champagne. "Anyway, how's life with the Lakers?"

"Oh you know the routine, practice, practice, game, practice." He says with a smile. "But I'm just glad to be back in L.A. Michigan just wasn't the place for me."

Aiden was drafted to the Pistons straight out of college. When he moved to Michigan, Glen was right behind him. Everyone was upset about them leaving, but we knew that no one could do or say anything to make them stay. They were living their dream.

However, we were more than pleased when Aiden was traded to the Lakers a few years ago. It was nice having them close by again. Ashley was eight months pregnant with Sophia when we went to his first Lakers game. I smile thinking of that day.

"Spencer!" I snap my eyes up to Aiden and give him a sad smile. He knows how I feel. He's one of the few people I can talk to about Ashley. He understands. "Where'd you go?"

"I was just thinking about when Ashley was pregnant with Sophia." He nods knowingly. I down the rest of my champagne and put the empty glass on one of the passing servers' trays.

"Hey babe, come look at this portrait Carmen drew of me!" Glen yells from half way across the room.

Aiden looks at me apologetically. "I'm sorry I have to…" He points in Glen's direction and I nod. He turns to leave but then stops suddenly. He digs into his pocket and hands me a phone. I just give him a confused look. "Before Ashley left, she told me to give this to you tonight."

I take the phone from him and he walks away. I just stare at the phone. What the hell am I supposed to do with it?

I try turning it on but its password protected. How does she expect me to get on it without giving me the password?

I try my birthday, her birthday, Sophia's birthday, our wedding anniversary, but none of them worked. After trying random number codes such as one, one, one, one, and one, two, three, four, I almost wanted to give up, but I didn't.

I mean its Ashley we're talking about, there has to be a great reason as to why she wanted me to have this. Ever since we met Ashley has been full of surprises. Then it hits me, when we first met! I quickly type in that password and score one for Spencer Carlin-Davies. That's a mouthful, isn't it?

As soon as it unlocks there is already an app up. When I noticed that it was the Gay Dating app where we first started talking, I'm not surprised that she chose that password for the phone.

I haven't used this app in years so I'm a little relieved to have remembered my password.

I quickly look around to see where everyone else is. I notice Glen standing by Aiden as he signs some autographs. Chelsea and Carmen are on opposite ends of the room and they seem to be describing some of the art pieces to different people. And I laugh when I noticed that Ivy and Kendra seem to have gravitated towards each other and are now hiding out in a corner. I have no doubt in my mind that they will be together by the end of the night.

Looking at all of my friends and their partners, makes me realize how lonely I really am.

My tears are only stopped because I get distracted by the vibrations in my hand.

LAbabe4u: Have I told you how proud of you I am?

I grin and type back.

SLC823: You may have once or twice.

Lababe4u: Well I'm telling you again, I'm so proud of you. You were amazing at your reading.

How does she know?

SLC823: You weren't there, so how would you know?

LAbabe4u: I cannot tell my secrets.

SLC823: Keeping secrets doesn't make friends.

Lababe4u: Gayle and Oprah have been doing it for years and they still have lots of friends.

SLC823: But I'm sure they don't keep secrets from each other, do they Gayle?

LAbabe4u: Probably, Oprah could have been seeing Stedman on the side.

SLC823: Why would she want to do that when she had the magical tongue of Gayle?

I giggle at how quickly we fall into the roles of Oprah and Gayle even after so many years.

Lababe4u: Very true, my head between your legs would definitely keep you coming back for more.

Is it hot in here?

SLC823: I'm in a room filled with many people, none of whom are you. Please don't turn me on right now.

LAbabe4u: Oprah I promise when you get home, I will make it worth your while.

SLC823: How? You're not home.

Lababe4u: True, but there's always Skype ;)

I can feel a blush creep up on my face as I think about our previous Skype sessions.

SLC823: My hand is still sore from the signing, so I don't think I'll be doing much.

LAbabe4u: No worries there all you have to do is watch and I'm sure you'll be cumming in no time.

Welcome back, blush. Even after all of these years she still has a way to get to me.

SLC823: As amazing as that sounds, I would much rather have you here with me.

LAbabe4u: I will be soon. Only four days until you're in my arms again.

SLC823: I hope you don't plan on leaving anytime soon after that.

LAbabe4u: Nope, not if I can help it.

SLC823: Good because even if you tried, I wouldn't let you.

LAbabe4u: Oh yea? How would you stop me?

SLC823: I would handcuff you to the bed, but I think you'd like that too much.

I look at the phone and Ashley still hasn't responded.

SLC823: Are you in your happy place right now?

LAbabe4u: I'm in a meeting; you're not supposed to be turning me on.

SLC823: You started it :p

LAbabe4u: I did not st…whatever!

SLC823: Give it up Gayle, I always win.

LAbabe4u: Only because I let you.

"Spencer!" I jump and put the phone in my bag. I look up and see Chelsea walking towards me.

"Hey Chels, this place is amazing!" I really haven't been looking around too much but from what I've seen it really does look great.

"Is it so amazing that you are on Twitter telling your followers about it?" She raises her eyebrow at me and I just give her a confused look. "I mean that's the only reason why you would have your phone out right now, right?"

"Exactly! I just wanted to tell them what they were missing out on." I play along.

"Yea I'm sure. Let's go, it's speech time and I need you to be at the front." I follow her to the front of the room and watch as she joins Carmen on the makeshift stage.

SLC823: No you don't. Anyway I have to go, Chelsea is about to make her speech. I'll see you tonight?

LAbabe4u: Of course, I'm never late for our Skype dates. I love you.

SLC823: I love you too.

"Thank you everyone for being here today." Carmen starts out and everyone claps. "We are so glad that you were able to come and share one of the best nights of our lives." She says motioning between her and Chelsea.

"Yes, we've had this dream since high school. After going to college, studying in Paris, and getting married, we finally had the time, experience, and money to open up our own Art Gallery." Chelsea adds before squeezing Carmen's hand. "And we could not have done this without our friends." She looks in my direction and I turn around and notice that Glen, Aiden, Ivy, and Kendra are standing somewhat behind me. "Most importantly, I'd like to thank my best friend Spencer Carlin." I smile at her. "She has been my best friend for years. She has been by my side when I told her countless number of times that I just wanted to quit because so many people have put me down for wanting to be an artist. Without her, I probably would not be standing here today accomplishing one of my biggest goals. So thank you, Spencer Carlin for being the best friend a girl could ask for." The crowd claps and I mouth a 'you're welcome' to Chelsea.

As the night went on, I actually went around and looked at some of the art pieces. I rarely had any time alone so I couldn't IM Ashley. When it was close to eight, people started leaving and I was able to have some free time. I do wish Ashley were here with me.

SLC823: I'm incredibly lucky to have you baby.

I think it's for me to leave. I'm getting really emotional and if I want to be home in time for my Skype date with Ashley I should leave soon.

LAbabe4u: I might have to disagree with you.

I question her IM as I look around for everyone else. I say my good byes to Carmen, Chelsea, Glen, and Aiden telling them that I'd see them next Saturday for our weekly get together. Now all I have to do is find Kendra so we can leave.

LAbabe4u: I'm definitely the lucky one in this relationship.

I smile at the phone. I love her so much. I couldn't picture myself with anyone else.

SLC823: Let's just say that we are lucky to have found each other.

I spot Kendra in the corner making out with Ivy. I guess it's safe to say that I will be leaving without her tonight. I send her a quick text telling her that I was leaving and wishing her good luck for whatever happens with Ivy.

When I get outside to the car, Charles is already there holding the door open for me.

"Thanks Charles, you are amazing at what you do." I give him a bright smile.

"Thank you, Ms. Spencer." No matter how many times I tell him to just call me just Spencer, he never does.

I slide in the car and get one of the best surprises of my life.

"I would say that I was pretty lucky just for the fact that I get to see you in that dress." She looks at me up and down and licks her lips. I'm wearing a tight fitting strapless blue dress that stops a few inches above my knees. "At first I wasn't too happy when I saw that you wore it to your book reading, but now that I can see it up close…man I'm lucky!" She grins at me.

"I…you…how…why?" I can't even get a coherent thought to come out.

"You did look amazing up there though. I have to admit, repeating that night through your words definitely brought tears to my eyes too." She moves a bit closer to me. "But you know which part you should have read?" She takes her finger and runs it from my knee and up thigh.

I know exactly which part of the book she's talking about. If I had a choice I would have read that part, but because of the content, I had to read something more of the PG-13 nature.

"Spencer over here!" I look to my left and see Kendra running down the court. The girl that's defending me has been all over me this entire game.

I fake a shot and quickly throw the ball towards Kendra. Before anyone from the other team could even get to her, the ball was going through the net. Yes!

"That was Kendra Wilson scoring a total of twelve points so far tonight and Spencer Carlin with her fifth assist. King high's score is now at fifty-three and Central high is at fifty. With two minutes left in the game, Central can still make a comeback." The announcer screams into the microphone.

I give Kendra a fist bump as we run down the court. We have become sort of a small team within our team.

Phillips is running down the court pointing and shouting plays out to her teammates. Phillips can play any team by herself, this girl is a beast. I am glad that I'm not defending her. I do feel bad for Jessica though.

As she gets closer, I start guarding my player. She just dribbles the ball to kill some time, and then Phillips fakes a shot then use a crossover on Jessica. She takes a step back then shoots a three.

"That's a three pointer for Carrie Phillips. Fifty-three all!" The crowd goes wild. Shit, shit, shit!

There's a minute and a half left of the final quarter. Jessica takes the ball down the court and she dribbles it, again to kill some time. She then passes it to Caitlin who goes for the layup but then misses by a few inches.

Damnit! I start jogging back down the court when the other team makes the rebound. One minute left in the game. Sixty seconds.

"Defense!" I hear the crowd chant over and over. I look into the audience and smile at my parents. I'm so happy that they are both here supporting me. Glen and Aiden are sitting right next to them. Aiden gives me a smile, but Glen looks like he is more nervous than I am.

My gaze shifts to the cheerleaders, one cheerleader to be exact, my cheerleader. She smiles and waves at me with her pom pom. God she is so god damn sexy.

While I was ogling my girlfriend, Phillips managed to score again.

"Fify-five Central! With only twenty five seconds left in the game, King's only chance may be scoring a three pointer."

I need to focus. Jessica runs the ball down the court. Everyone is heavily defended, no one is open. I make a decision to try to win this game for us. I run behind Jessica and she passes me the ball.

I dribble the ball, and look for an open route. I run around, trying to escape my defender with no luck. I look at the clock and there is ten seconds left. Acting fast, I quickly jump up for the three.

I watch in slow motion, at least that's what it feels like, as the ball soars in the air to the hoop. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. The buzzer echoing off the walls sounds like a siren screaming through my ears.

"The California high school championship is won by the King High Cobra's!" The announcer shouts excitedly and the crowd is up on their feet cheering.

I'm still in shock. I can't believe I just made the winning shot for the state championship. I'm still standing in the same spot that I made the shot in and I'm staring at the hoop. Unbelievable.

"Baby you did it!" And suddenly Ashley has her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. Acting on instinct, I wrap my arms around her back to support her. "I love you so much!" And then she does something that surprises the shit out of me.

Right in front of the entire audience, she kisses me. Not on my cheek, or my forehead, no, directly on my lips. Who am I to deny a kiss from Ashley?

A few seconds after kissing Ashley, I feel pats on my back and yells of Congratulations. Ashley hops down, kisses my cheek, and runs back over to the cheerleaders. I look at her in shock.

I stare until I feel myself being lifted into the air, while simultaneously having the championship trophy shoved in my hand.

Looking into the audience, I can see my family and Aiden on their feet cheering loudly with the rest of crowd. I raise the trophy in their direction and they clap more. I look down and blow a kiss to Ashley and she blows one back. To her right, I notice Kendra and Ivy making out, what's new?

We cheer for a good half hour after the game ends. Some of the teammates invited me to a celebration party, but all I wanted to was spend some alone time with Ashley. I know that tonight was big for her, she just came out to pretty much the entire school because I'm sure once Monday comes around, everyone will know and there will be pictures to prove it.

I was treated to a dinner by my parents. I wasn't surprised when my mom invited Ashley along, she has been trying to get to know her, and I'm grateful for that.

After the dinner, I found myself sitting on Ashley's bed. We usually spend some time here when we need to be alone or when we want to have loud crazy sex because no one is ever here.

"I can't believe you did that tonight." I tell her as we rest comfortably on her bed. She is lying halfway on top of me with her arm and leg resting across me.

"Me either." She admits.

"What made you do it?"

I feel her shrug. "I don't know. I was in the moment, and I was just so happy and proud of you. I know how much you were worried about that game, and you ended up winning it for the team." She kisses my cheek and I smile. She starts trailing her kisses down to my neck.

"I-I"I clear my throat. I can feel her smile against my neck but she still continues her licking and sucking on my neck. "I'm p-proud of y-you too!" I struggle to get out. "Mmm, that feels good." She always knows how to turn me on instantly.

But then she surprises me and hops up off of the bed completely. Before I can complain, she starts talking.

"So we should make this interesting, rather than just going straight for the goods." I smile at her words but give her a confused look.

"What are you talking about?" I sit at the edge of the bed, making my feet hang off.

She walks over and picks up her empty trash can and moves it in front of her door.

"We should play a little game of Strip basketball." Damn I love this woman. "Since we each have on four pieces of clothing, game is four."

I have on a pair of basketball shorts over my underwear and a sports bra, and I'm guessing she is counting socks as one. Looking at her, I can see that she has on a tank top over her bra, some shorts, and some socks. Wait isn't she wearing…oh my god she doesn't have any underwear on!

My eyes shoot to hers and she smirks.

I stand up and walk towards her. She hands me some balled up socks.

"Since you're the champion, you can go first." Oh this should be easy.

I take the ball from her "Do you want me to go easy on you?" Her only response is to roll her eyes.

My first thought is to just fake her out the entire time. I fake the left but go right, but it's not that easy with her, she's fast. She reaches out and squeezes my boob, I drop the sock ball out of shock, and she picks it up and easily scores.

"One zip, baby!" She taunts. I open my mouth to object but I have no words, so I just take off my socks.

Ashley is definitely a cheater. I don't think I've been groped so many times in my life. But I do have to say that Ashley's wandering hands have made me very wet.

"Maybe I should have gone easy on you." She slaps my ass. My underwear is the only thing I have left on. She still has on her bra and shorts. I can't wait to see what's underneath them.

"Game's not over yet." The banter continues. Ashley is definitely a trash talker. I take the ball from her and she presses her body directly on me. She is defending me from behind and I can feel her hard nipples pressing against my back. I think she's doing that on purpose and it only temporary makes me forget my goal, but helps me remember a different goal: getting Ashley naked. I crossover to the other side and quickly throw the balled up socks into the trashcan.

"Damn!" She screams.

"Looks like the score is all tied up. Time to strip baby." I tease. She shakes her head and takes off her bra.

I think I'm having one of those in my head slow motion moments. Her hands slowly reach behind her and one by one I watch as each nipple comes into my view. After discarding her bra, she struts over to the trash can to get the socks. I lick my lips as she bends down to pick up the socks. That is all mine.

"This will be my last shot, and I will w-" Her words are cut off by my lips. I walk her backwards so that her back is pressed up against the door. I press my body up against her's and I moan as our skin makes contact.

I run my tongue along her bottom lip and she parts her lips slightly to grant me access to her tongue. I love the way her tongue tastes. I dance my fingers along her sides and by the way she is moaning and bucking her hips, I can tell that it's turning her on.

I stop my fingers at her breast and palm her nipples. "S- Spence…" Her back arches forcing her breast more into my hand. I take two fingers and tweak her nipple to its peak before moving to the next one. "Ohh yes" I love her moans.

"I love your body." I whisper on her lips. I peck them slightly then kiss my way to her neck and run my lips over her collarbone. I continue my way down and stop when I reach her harden nipples. I take one lick on one of her nipples and she groans. I slightly bite it and soothe it over with my tongue. My tongue moves up and down, left to right, and in circles, she moans and groans and run her fingers through my hair. The moment my lips and tongue wrap around her hard nipple she pushes my head more into her. "Mmm" I moan into her.

I do the same to other nipple and by this point, I'm sure she's soaked. I take both of my hands and start tweaking her nipples. I lean up for a quick kiss before kissing and licking down her body again until I'm on my knees in front of her. I spend a little more time when I get to her abs because I have a minor obsession with them. With my hands still on her nipples, I use my teeth to pull down her shorts. She uses her legs to kick them the rest of the way down.

I've reached my goal. I can see her glistening from her here. I can smell my goal. I lick my lips before diving in.

First I kiss and lick her thighs; I need for her to want it. Taking my time, I kiss her slowly on her wet lips. "You taste amazing" I mumble through kisses. I take one long lick from the back to the front of her slit. I look up at her and her head hits the back of the door. I smirk and continue my rubbing of her nipples and licking of her slit. I can taste her get wetter and wetter with each stroke of my tongue.

"Please" I've been purposely avoiding her clit. I wanted her to beg for it. I love when she begs. She tries to buck her hips but I move back every time she does. "Gosh Spence please" She groans out again. I decide to put her out of her misery and slowly wrap my lips around her clit. "Oh fuck!" I'm glad no one's here because that was loud.

She's moaning loud and with every moan she bucks into my face. It's hard to keep up with her. I try to move my hand to hold her down but she stills my hands on her nipples. Usually at this time I would use my fingers to give her some added pleasure but right now I think she wants a complete clitoral orgasm, which I would be more than happy to give her.

Every time she looks down at me, I look up at her and we make eye contact. Every time we make eye contact, I feel wetness seep out of her. Moving my fingers from her nipples, I grab her breasts and squeeze them slowly. My hands sensually massage her breasts and she loves it. Her hands find the back of my head again and she forcefully pulls me more into her. My tongue swims around her wet center. I lick, suck, and nip her clit. I'm pretty sure she is close right now. "I'm gonna cum," see. I start tweaking her nipples, and surprise her as I plunge my tongue into her whole. "Oh fuck Spencccerrr!" She cums all over my mouth, but I don't stop my movements on her center until she has to forcefully push my head away from her. She pulls me up and kisses me on my lips. She loves tasting herself on my lips. "Fuck that was good." She rests her head on my shoulder. I smirk at the fact that I can wear her out.

"Just good?"

She lifts her head up and looks me in my eyes. "I'll show you just how good it felt." The next thing I know I'm being pushed backwards towards the bed. "Your turn." Hell yes!

That night was amazing. Ashley was finally out and we had amazing sex, what more could I ask for?

After that night, we no longer had to hide in school. I won't lie and say that everyone accepted us easily, but it wasn't as hard as I had thought it would be. There were a few people that whispered dyke and other stereotypical names as we walked through the halls. And then there was Madison.

Madison of course was a bitch towards us. She tried to round up some of the cheerleaders to get Ashley kicked off the cheerleading squad. In the end, she couldn't get enough of the girls to back her up and Ashley ended up cutting her from the squad.

I didn't know why Madison hated Ashley being a lesbian. There was a rumor going around which stated that she was in love with Ashley. Both Ashley and I found that hard to believe, until she tried to kiss Ashley.

She showed up one day after a regularly scheduled cheerleading practice. She knew that Ashley would be there putting everything away and waiting for everyone else to leave. She came in suspiciously right after the last person had left, and made the moves on Ashley.

When Ashley told me that, I was pretty pissed but after some convincing and kissing, I forgot about kicking Madison's ass, for the most part.

"Where's that head of yours?" She whispers against my neck.

"Madison." She lifts her head up and gives me a weird look.

"I haven't heard that name in years."

"I was just thinking about how she tried to kiss you after giving you shit about liking girls." I stroke her hair when she puts her head back down. "I was definitely surprised." She mumbles something against my skin. Running my fingers through her hair always makes Ashley tired. "Speaking of surprises" I pause and kiss her forehead. "Getting that phone from Aiden was definitely a nice surprise."

And she's suddenly wide awake.

"There was a point to that." And she's nervous. "I uh…we…"

I sit up fully. "What's wrong baby?"

"I was trying to figure out how to tell you something, you know lessen the blow by distracting you in a way." Her eyes are shifting all through the backseat of the car.

"Lessen the blow to tell me what?"

She opens her mouth but then shuts it quickly. Before I can say anything she moves back over to where she was sitting when I came in. She fumbles through her purse and takes out her phone. I just stare at her with a confused look until my phone goes off, well the phone that she gave me.

LAbabe4u: Tell Stedman he needs to pack his things cause we need to make room for one more.

I stare at the phone. What in the world does th...oh my god! I look up at her and I'm sure my eyes are sparkling.

"Ash…you're…you?" I point at her stomach.

"Spence, I'm pregnant. We're having another baby." She says through a forced smile. "I know that it's a bit of a surprise but it has happened. I went to the doctor to confirm it and everything." Ashley adds nervously.

The reason why this is probably hard for her to tell me was because we were not expecting to be pregnant this soon. When we were trying to have Sophia, we had many failed attempts before she was truly pregnant. We thought the same thing would happen when we tried again.

We decided to start earlier than we were actually ready. We are still working on our careers so that once the baby comes we would be able to stay at home to care for him or her.

Ashley finally achieved her dream of owning a record label soon after Sophia was born. She spent so much time at home with Sophia that she decided to do something productive. During Sophia's first year she stayed home and planned everything. She found a building, some workers, and some partners. During the next year she started scouting acts and she had her record label up and running.

Ashley wanted to have another baby. She said she didn't want Sophia to turn out like her, lonely in a home full of nannies, maids, and chefs. I told her that I would love another kid, but we would never neglect Sophia, like her parents had done to her. She agreed, but said that it would have helped having a sibling around. So the next day, we were at the clinic, hoping for the best.

Ashley was just in New York finishing up some deals and settling some final plans for her to leave for a while, which is why I was surprised to find her in my car when I got in.

"Yes it's a surprise, but I'm unbelievably happy that it has happened." I smile at her and she looks relieved. I grab her hand and pull her into me. "I can't wait to have another baby with you Ash." I start making slow circles on her stomach with my hand.

We decided that Ashley would be the one to have the kids because well to put it lightly, I didn't like the idea of pushing something the size of a huge ass watermelon out of something that's as tiny as an egg. Yea that just didn't work for me. Ashley wanted to because she said something about the miracle of child birth or something; personally I thought she was high at the time. Whatever it was that she was smoking, I stayed a hundred feet away from.

"I know it is happening sooner than we expected but at least we don't have to go through the pain and trials like we did last time. I don't think I could go through that again, and I know you can't." Ashley looks at me sadly. I notice that the car has stopped and we are now in front of my parents' house. I think Charles may have driven around for a bit because it doesn't take that long to get here. He is the greatest driver ever. "We dealt with that and we were able to get through it. We had each other for support and if anything happens we still have each other and a beautiful little girl who is currently missing her Momma." I kiss her lips lightly.

"I love you so much Spencer."

"I love you more than you know Ash." I notice her blush and kiss her cheek.

"Let's go get our girl." She says and I slide out of the car and hold my hand out for Ashley to take. Walking up to house door, I think about how lucky I am.

Who knew that curiously entering a lesbian chat room would lead me to my wife?

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